Friday, August 10, 2007 |
My vision is altered There's a blind wind running Through the trees My memories They deceive so cunningly With no reply With no reprieve I try to chase what I believe Into my mind Where I lie - that everything's fine But if I could... turn around And if I could... hear the sound And if I could... feel the ground falling beneath me I don't want to tell you goodbye But I don't want to tell you a lie This thing... This aching Tears my heart and Cuts me down to size I don't remember A time when things like this Weren't so amiss This abyss I can't believe I'm so naive to this. "If I Could" by The Echoing Green Labels: echoing green, lyrics (C)2003-2008, Bob K Mertz - Some Rights Reserved |
